Out of time, exactly subway station, then as the flow of people along this road, on the 2nd line, terminal, Zhongshan Park, sitting in the subway and suddenly thought, do not have to transfer, and this line can continue to sit Jing'an Temple.
In fact, I really can not remember which exit, or casually pick a direction, to come up, just to see the monastery of the cornices, the street is still busy, the temple door, free of small stalls that sell the net in the Su - The moon cakes, remembered, nearly Mid-Autumn Festival, month no place like home.
Also sitting in a corner lady, gray short hair, clean clothes and Lan Zhao a Huaiyu orchids, Dan Ding of the thin wire with a blossoming of the flower will slowly put on, it becomes a string of Jiaohao flower bracelet, I always can not help but want to buy, but not the bracelet, but the most common kind, two, side by side, put on, do not, under the lapel, so that Qinglie of incense, durable rally to the cause.
It was Shanghai unique scenery, flower is always the old woman, a small bamboo flat basket tray inside is moisten the white towels, the following rows of pressure seems a good sleeping Magnolia, fresh fragrance, they are not selling, but silent wear flowers, as if the year in the alleys Feizhenzouxian.
Temple is still overhaul, but added the door has been magnificent, incense one has been changed to self-help, you can casually dropped into the coin box extensive kinds of Futian, then please incense.
In addition to hit the clock tower, are in the repair, the monastery may seem messy, coming and going of workers and the Qing clothing monks, Buddhist robes outside, Eurya a stylish computer bag, Meiyu Jian also reveals a bit of childish.
When you enter the main hall, there is a moment of trance, stood in front of the two masters, the body of the black clothes and black, the long cassock seemed to put slightly in the wind, there is a mountain of paper fans in the hands, the suspect was riding a crane to flying, Qing Xiao, then the two looked at carefully to see me, and some are not natural, but still, friendly smile, a child will get out of the door before they saw a van to pick, was originally invited monks to go approach things, and everybody looked solemn.
Under the gratuitous heart sadly, this piece of clean place. . . . . . Until the time of Xiucheng glorified, whether there is mind again?
Call-in Buddhism, is still a corner, silently, and then the rise of looking for his eyes, slowly, the mind-Qing Ling.
"Because to understand, so compassionate." That sentence, a sudden jump to the heart, to hold rooms, seemed to jump across the wound for several days before hard-minded.
Wear gallery were filled with good paste, and so France will be the time, as well as the recruitment of the "Tripitaka" doing the work of volunteers to collect and collate notices, just passing a young chef, he stopped, chatted up, "there is time to come good most have some input and proofread their homework, "he laughs, is charity, but also the chance, I also laugh, some pain Italy, which will sub-earth Subway every day physical exertion to the middle of the night, I am afraid that good fortune can not repair," Purdue's, "he added, I would say dinner, quickly thanked.
Going forward, but it is the demolition of that right down to the plaque, the master seems to read my mind, laughing behind your voice say, "understand that the Awakening"
"Chunfengmanmian always open, the Bank will not change state provocatively capacity."
Debris cover, only half-right, but nothing more. But there is no preaching on stage added
"Tian Feng Xiaoxiao Bayesian dynamic, white-on Jiaojiao Tan Yun-opened.
Since the rivers and lakes laugh tired tourists, when will want to build reading pile. "
Dianwai is still coming and going, a pair of husband and wife, hold the baby to the village, the husband of light harness his wife's waist, Xiangshiyixiao better than beauty of countless people, going out only after seeing Dianmen bian's surprise, the book is of " particularly at night or this "four characters.
Oh, staggering to this?
Q. heart.
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